Sweet Memory
Nov 7th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The girls play hopscotch, the one sister’s hair bounces in rhythm to her skips. She giggles and bends to pick up the rock, balancing her leg in the air. She wins, and they play again and again, until the sky opens, drenching them. Hand in hand they run home with their mouths open tasting rain drops. Entering the house, their mother yells for them to take off their wet sneakers and leave them by the door.
They kick off their sneakers and socks.
In the kitchen there’s the sweet smell of chocolate chip cookies.
Eighty-five-year-old Cindy smiles at the memory.
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